This is a song about "Left"

Contending factions, left with descending passions.

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

He was being a bully so i left

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

I know you just doing your job

That left ya without hope

10th grade, eyes red as shit

She knows you masturbate left handed

I'm still confused about why you left

So, with that, we need us a plan, respect

We havin’ a celebration, love to stay high

Your family is left wondering why

That was good shit, is there any left

I know it hurt but life's not perfect

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

But he was lifeless, not a pulse left